Bank Roll (Roads To Riches) lyrics

[Verse 1: 2 Low Key]
August fifteen, I was born with a attitude
Got my hand strapped, If I let a n*gga test my cool
Pimpin' is inside of me, hookers on my N-U-T-Z
Busters better recognize the way I treat
Sisters like a [?] shell shocked, full of game
TEC lead to a women, when I call a b*tch a nickname
sl*t this, freak that, better have my money stack
I'm that pimp, steady chiefin' green, get my money back
Ho, learn not to play, listen what they daddy say
I was raised a player, so Lil' Key Low Key never gave
Ah hell, now it's on, take a trip to the Cashbay
Get a drink, pour the whine, ten on a sack of hay
Take a seat, bind your hairs, I'm the preacher, let me talk
First day of class, we gon' talk about the money, ho
Who will start? Don't get mad, players sell hooker b*tches
I don't love them sl*ts, we gon' talk about the roads and the riches

[Chorus: 2 Low Key]
Easy come, easy go, gotta make my cash flow
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
Street type, that's the type, understand, n*gga
Listen, take me to your stash, man
I'm about the roads and the—
Easy come, easy go, gotta make my cash flow
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
Street type, that's the type, understand n*gga
Listen, take me to your stash, man
I'm about the roads and the riches
[Verse 2: 2 Low Key]
Life about the money, green chevy, I'm a player, fool
Pimpin' the hookers bad, I was smart back in Highschool
Anyways, no disguise, night dark, Cordova High
Bumpin' on the lose school, laid back off from Melrose High
Green bills, government, pantyhose, smoke a [?]
Never hesitate to raise them dollar signs in the air
Low Key, Key Low Key, n*ggas what they call me
Jeopardy, guess who's back? Pockets swole, leavin' this
n*ggas hand in hand, it's a understandin' that I play
Call Jimmy in, let's start smoke up on a sack of hay
To the face, keep my high, feelin' like a millionaire
b*tches keep their green stackin', n*gga, it's a truth or dare
Hookers will confess, I'm the pimp of the damn year
Comma after comma, makin' money, takin' pimp trips
How I feel? Just buy enough for the hookers, these b*tches be stackin' them digits
Low Key, follow me, I'm about the roads and the riches

[Chorus: 2 Low Key]
Easy come, easy go, gotta make my cash flow
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
Street type, that's the type, understand, n*gga
Listen, take me to your stash, man
I'm about the roads and the—
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
South Memphis—
Bankroll
South Memphis, n*gga—
Outh Memphis, n*gga—
South Memphis—
[Verse 3: Lil Hardness]
Roses to riches on you b*tches, I'm a player, fool
Hard time for you hookers, when you try to test my cool
Listen up closely, the pimp is in the house, ho
Take you on a mission, so just listen, I might grab throat
b*tch, bring my money, M-O-N-E-Y
D-O-G, what I be packin' what you lackin', don't you f*ck with me
Easily beat a ho, eventhough she clock my dough
Pimpin' 'em on the track 24/7, don't you n*ggas know
I'm a young player with the mind of a grown men?
b*tches think I'm lame to the game, I can't understand
Why these hoes wanna test the nuts of this young killer
I ain't slippin' on my roads to riches, how you b*tches figure?

[Chorus: 2 Low Key]
South Memphis n*gga, South Memphis n*gga, South Memphis
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
South Memphis n*gga, South Memphis n*gga, South Memphis—
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
Easy come, easy go, gotta make my cash flow
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
South Memphis n*gga—
Easy come, easy go, gotta make my cash flow
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
South Memphis n*gga, South Memphis n*gga, South Memphis
South Memphis n*gga, breakin' b*tches for their bankroll
South Memphis, South Memphis—
South Memphis, South Memphis—
Easy come, easy go—
Easy come, easy go, gotta make my cash flow